(There's a pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania) And I walk up and down 'neath the clock (By the pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Mister Christopher Columbus Sailed the sea without a compass When his men began a rumpus Up spoke, Christopher Columbus There is land somewhere Until
Oh, ho Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair How I love my truly fair There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her Flowers for her golden hair My
She had a dark and a-rovin' eye, uh, eye And her hair hung down in ring-a-lets She was a nice girl, a proper girl But one of the rovin' kind As I cruised
treasure. Shower you with spices from exotic lands. I wanna be your Galahad in shinging armor, I'll win you a duel, bag you a dragon, I'm not a guy that
Feet up, pat him on the po-po Let's hear him laugh ha-ha Feet up, pat him on the po-po Let's hear him laugh Ain't seen a babe like this before He's so
Vertaling: Guy Mitchell. Hartseer deur die aantal.
Vertaling: Guy Mitchell. Belle Belle My Liberty Belle.
Vertaling: Guy Mitchell. My hart roep vir jou.
Vertaling: Guy Mitchell. Pittsburgh Pennsylvania.
Vertaling: Guy Mitchell. Rock 'n Billy.
Vertaling: Guy Mitchell. Sing Die Blues.
Vertaling: Guy Mitchell. Tensy.
Vertaling: Guy Mitchell. Sparrow In die boomtop.
Vertaling: Guy Mitchell. Negentig jaar.
Vertaling: Guy Mitchell. Knie diep in die Blues.
Vertaling: Guy Mitchell. My Shoes Hou terug na jou Walking.
Vertaling: Guy Mitchell. Negentig nege jaar (dood of lewendig).
